Chapter 11

“She’s fucking crazy, and I mean literally. She slaughtered an entire train of people. The driver never even had a clue, until she killed him. I can’t believe you haven’t heard about this, man. It’s all over the news. The only thing she left behind was some creepy doll.”

That was enough to perk Spike’s interest, and here he was thinking the night would be boring. He stood up and crossed the room, staring at the two demons that were in the middle of a conversation. “What was that again?”

The demon on the left looked up at him. “Why should we tell you? We don’t associate with vampires.”

Spike grinned, then picked the demon up by his neck. “I’m going to ask one more time. Who are you talking about?”

He tried to get out an answer. “Some vampire chick named Drusilla. I don’t know much. A buddy of mine just told me that she’s pretty crazed, and that she’s in town wanting revenge for the death of her sire. That’s all I know.”

Spike dropped him to the ground, dread going through him. No good could come from Drusilla being in town. He had to find her, hopefully before she found Buffy.


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“I know you’re here, Dru. Show yourself,” Spike said once he reached the mansion, having a feeling that she would be there. He got his answer when she came out of the shadows, a rose in her hand that she trailed down her cheek.

“My William, I’ve come to make everything right again.”

Spike rolled his eyes. “You really picked a good time, you know that? How did you even get in here? This place is protected against any other vampires and demons.”

She smirked and showed him the talisman that was hanging around her neck.

Spike instantly knew what it was. Magic didn’t affect that particular amulet, or the person that happened to be wearing it. He chose not to say anything about it, though. “You need to get out of here. There’s a Slayer in this town, and I’m sure you don’t want to cross her.”

Drusilla giggled. “Bad dog, I’m not here for the Slayer. You’ve been very naughty, Spike. Playing with the little girl that took my daddy away from me, I felt him turn to dust. It made me ache all over. I’ll make her pay; we’ll be a family again.”

“This is not a family, Dru. We never were, and your precious ‘daddy’ could have cared less about you. He’s gone now because he messed with the wrong girl. My girl, and I won’t let you anywhere near her. You know, I used to wonder of how things would be if you showed up here. I would have taken you back in an instant, but things are different now. I’m not the same vampire I was. I’m only going to say this once. I want you out of my town, Dru. If I see you again, I will kill you. Stay the fuck away from her,” with that said, he stormed out of the mansion and didn’t look back.


* * * * *


“Honey, what time did you tell him to show up?”

Buffy let out the breath she had been holding. “I told him seven, he’ll be here. I’m sure he’s just running late.”

Spike arrived a few minutes later, taking Buffy by surprise at the outfit he was wearing. She wasn’t used to seeing him without the leather duster, but was definitely not disappointed by the outcome.

“Sorry I’m late, had to take care of something.”

Buffy smiled and took his hand, pulling him over to her mother. “Mom, I would like you to meet William.”

She smiled as well. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

Spike nodded. “The pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Summers.”

She waved her hand in the air. “Please, call me Joyce. I hope you’re hungry, there’s plenty to go around.”

Buffy watched as her mother walked away, turning back to Spike. “So far so good, are you okay? You look a little pale. Well, more than usual.”

He shook his head, giving her a reassuring smile. “I’m fine, love. It’s nothing for you to worry about.”

Buffy wasn’t convinced, but only nodded and led him into the dining room.


* * * * *


“That went pretty well. I think she was very impressed with you. She could hardly stand any of my other boyfriends, so that’s a big plus.”

Spike tried to focus on what she was saying, but had too much on his mind, which Buffy easily picked up on.

“Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been pretty quiet,” she told him.

Spike gave her another smile, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “I’m all right; it’s just been a long night. I should get going, and you should head up to bed.”

She pouted. “You’re not staying over tonight?”

He was definitely a sucker for her pout, but knew that he couldn’t give in that time. “I don’t think it would be the best idea. I wouldn’t want to get on your mum’s bad side.”

“She won’t even know. We were very careful last time.”

Spike chuckled. “Maybe another night, I should get back to the mansion. I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart.” He placed a quick kiss on her lips, then walked away from her house.

Buffy stared after him in confusion, wondering if something was wrong. She just shook that thought away and went inside the house, knowing that sleep would not come easy that night.


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She was a big girl and couldn’t stay in her mother’s house for much longer, so Buffy decided to go back to the dorms. Angelus was gone and she no longer had anything to worry about. No one was likely to be as scary as him, so she should have no problems walking back to the college by herself. It was times like this that she wished she could drive, though. Buffy stopped suddenly when she heard a soft humming noise coming from behind her. She turned around to see that nothing was there, laughing at herself for being so paranoid. Buffy was about to turn back around, but crashed into another body. She gasped in shock, a hand covering her heart.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”

The woman gave her an evil grin. “You’ve been a very bad girl.”

Buffy raised her eyebrows. “Um, do I know you?”

“We have a friend in common.”

Buffy didn’t know what she was talking about, but didn’t have much time to think about it as the woman pulled a cattle prod out from behind her back and struck Buffy with it. She fell to the ground, the last thing she saw was Drusilla’s smirking face before everything went black.


* * * * *


Spike stood up when Drusilla entered the mansion, without a care in the world. He was starting to wonder what he ever saw in the demented bint.

“I thought I told you to leave town.”

She moved closer to him, pulling a lock of blonde hair out of her pocket. “So pretty, just like the sun. You love the sunshine, don’t you, William?”

Spike gazed at the strand of hair, Buffy’s scent coming off of it. “You fucking bitch! What the hell did you do to her?”

Drusilla giggled, dropping the golden hair to the floor and stomping on it. “Shush, you know what happens to the bad sunshine? They get burned.”

Spike had about enough at this point. “I swear, if you’ve done anything to her, I will make you regret it. Now, where the fuck is she?”

Drusilla gave him a hard look, her mirth from before now gone.

Before Spike knew what happened, she pulled out the same cattle prod and aimed it at him.

Drusilla watched in satisfaction as he went down. She struck him a few more times, making sure that he was unconscious. “It’s time to play, my sweet. We will be a family again.”